Hey Everyone!

Okay so I've got some good news and some bad news. Good news is I'm back from my vacation, but the bad news is when I came home, I found a virus on my computer. In order to save said computer, everything I had on my computer went to computer heaven. Including the six chapters I wrote before I left. I'm typing as fast as I can to re-write the rest of the chapters, but for now, you can settle for the next chapter I put on my memory stick, edited just a little.

This chapter is dedicated to ladybug82896, for giving me inspiration for this chapter. But sorry ladybug, it's not going to go just as you planned.

Enjoy!

P.S. Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.

Bella POV

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When the war has took its part, when the world has dealt its cards. If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart – Umbrella by Rihanna

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Have you ever had that feeling that once you close your eyes the pain will just start to creep on you, the next thing you know you're sweating like you're in a sauna cause that stalker in your deep is getting closer and your feet are glued to the floor? I felt like that. The feeling for me was so intense that I didn't sleep. I stayed on the computer playing silly games to occupy my mind for a little while. It worked at first, but it started to fade when I played a game where the main character was named Jake. I couldn't start to breathe properly after that. It affected me so badly I tried walking towards the window to get some fresh air. But knowing me I tripped.

I landed on my shoulder, and I yelped. I regretted not going to the hospital sooner, but I thought it was just a minor injury. Minor my ass. There was a bone sticking out, so it probably is just dislocated. But man, did it hurt! I tried holding my breath, but the pain seemed to get worse, and every time I tried to breathe, it would hurt more. Jacob would help me, he would hold me.

I couldn't help but start to cry. The one person I thought that was going to always be there for me turned his back on me and my love. What hurt the most is that he didn't even do it in person. His leader, Sam, did it for him. I still have a shred of hope that Sam is just saying that to get off his back, but there is always the doubt where Jacob didn't fight for me, making it seem true.

I had no one. No one to hold me when I'm about to break into pieces. No one to care for me if I'm hurt. No one to be my shoulder to cry one. No one there for me.

Alone.

My biggest fear has finally come true.

I curled up to my side, not caring that I'm lying on the freezing floor. I tried to breathe, but too much pain makes a person pass out.

I was about to let the darkness get to me, when I noticed something. My floorboards were uneven. After a few non-steady deep breaths, I went over to check the floorboards. I saw that it was nailed down, only with new nails. Has Charlie been in my room behind my back? I tried to look under the floorboard, but unfortunately, it was too dark outside. I was too curious about what's under my floor to give up. Maybe it was just empty, or filled with dead mice. I shuddered at the thought. Or maybe it was something different all together. I decided to check what the hell was under my floorboards. I made sure Charlie was snoring, and booked it down the steps. I quietly opened the back door, and ran to the shed to find a hammer. Once it was recovered, I ran back into the house, locked the door, bolted up the steps making sure I didn't hit the squeaky one, and quietly shut my bedroom door. I turned on the light and had to blink a few times.

As I was walking to the floorboard, I jumped when I saw movement. But it was only my reflection in the long mirror. That's when I got a good look at myself. My hair was a mess. My eyes were bloodshot red, and my skin was paler than ever. I didn't have any redness on my cheeks. My lips were lighter than they should be, causing me to look like I had no mouth. For some strange reason this mirror made me look thinner, but in reality, it was me who was thinner. It's probably because I haven't eaten.

I banished my eyes away from the mirror, and focused on my task at hand. I took the hammer and started to pry off the nails. It was harder since I didn't have any nutrients, and considering I'm a weak girl, it only made it harder. I finally got the nails out, and moved the floorboard. What I saw shocked me.

It was the pictures Edward supposedly stole from me. The one where he was smiling gorgeously on my birthday, when he was standing next to me in the living room, and then the one where we were walking together at school. I looked at the one taken on my birthday and I started to cry. My memory of Edward's face was put to shame when I saw this picture. I could never get the texture of his hair right, or the correct shade of his pale skin. His butterscotch eyes were devouring my own, even though it was only a picture. His lips formed my ultimate favorite crooked smile.

I died on the inside when I saw that smile. All the memories came flooding back to me. The biology class, my near death experience, Port Angeles, the meadow, meeting his family, the baseball game, Edward saving my life again, that wonderful summer I had with him, that fateful birthday, the day he left me.

I couldn't help but remember his family too. I missed Carlisle and Esme. Carlisle was so understanding, and compassionate. Esme was my mother I would have loved to have. I missed Emmett, my big teddy bear. Even though he always made fun of me, he made me smile and feel happy. I actually missed Rosalie too. The way she didn't seem to care, trying to hide something made me want to know her more, and understand her more. Jasper was a keeper. I know he tried to kill me and what not, but he didn't, and I forgive him. I just wish I had the chance to tell him that. And Alice, oh my lovely Alice. I missed her more than anything in the world. I missed her persistency when I didn't want to go shopping with her. I missed her doing my make-up whenever she had the chance. I just missed her in general.

The one that ached my heart the most when I thought about him was obviously Edward. Even though I am extremely mad when I think about him, it hurts me to the bone and makes me cry rivers.

I couldn't hold the pain off any longer, and welcomed the crucial black abyss waiting for me.

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I woke up to my phone ringing. I was still on the floor, curled up into a ball. The phone shrilled again, and with a large groan I got up to answer it. My hand hovered the phone when I thought that the possibility that it was Jacob on the other side was quite big. Maybe he was calling to apologize, and want me back. But unfortunately I had a gut feeling it wasn't him, so I picked up the phone and carefully put it to my ear, hopefully hearing a husky voice.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bella, it's Angela."

I knew it wasn't Jacob. "Oh, hey Angela. How are you?"

"Shouldn't I be asking that question, you seem kind of… off."

I sighed, I might as well tell her. Ad least she cares, "Jacob broke up with me."

I heard truthful sadness in her voice, "Oh Bella, I'm so sorry. I should have known it was too soon."

I had to agree with her, "I'll say."

That reminded me that I did have something to say to Angela, "Hey, Ang?"

She hummed, "Listen. I just wanted to thank you for being here for me. I kind of don't have anyone, and I'm sure Jessica would say suck it up. And I know Charlie would feel uncomfortable with me talking to him about this stuff," I was on the verge of crying, and thankfully Angela cut me off.

"Bella. You need to listen to me right now. I want to thank you for sticking up for me when Jessica brought me down. You're probably my only true friend. My only best friend, and I'm happy that I can have you close to my heart."

Hearing what she said made me shed a tear. What Angela said was beautiful. She said I was her only true friend, her only best friend actually. I wanted her close to my own heart as well. But now I know I'm not alone, I've got Angela to help me.

"Bella, I will be here for you as long as you need me. We're going to mend you heart back together if it's the last thing I do."

I responded with love in my voice, "Thank you so much Angela,"

"You're welcome. Is it okay if I come to pick you up so we can go to my house?"

I thought about it for a moment, and once I realized I was vulnerable to Jake answering my door, I told her in a very quick voice, "Make it here ASAP. Bye Ang."

She laughed, "See you soon Bella."

I shut the phone and smiled. Angela was like my angel. She was the type of person to save you a piece of cake, just in case you didn't get any. She was the type that was quiet, but if you did mess with her family or friends, she would put up a fight. If it was raining outside, and I was all wet, Angela would be the friend to run towards me and let me stand under her umbrella.

Angela reminded me of Alice in some sort of way. They both looked fragile, but once they feel threatened, they protect the ones they love. They have their different traits, Alice is wild and carefree, and Angela calculated every step before she even took one. But they are both sweet and caring and loving. And they both have the title of best friend. But Alice isn't here anymore, she left me, without a goodbye. Angela never betrayed me.

Angela is my best friend.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

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AWWWW! So sweet. I love Angela, she's amazing.

I know this chapter is a filler, but trust me, you gonna love the next one.

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xoxo N